Decisions...decisions...decisions...

Ok, so I finally made the choice to move the kids into the public school near our new home. They are REALLY excited...but the reason they are so excited is because they will both attend different schools and ride different buses...this is coming from the 2 kids who since the youngest could get out of his own bed at night took turns crawling into bed with each other every night since. They are 9 and 7 now and I just bought them bunk beds so they could still be in the same room but didn't have to sleep with each other. They are best friends and I absolutely love that so to me them actually wanting to go to different schools is just weird to me...but hey if they are happy and excited I am happy and excited too...kinda

So now comes the whole..."what are we going to do for Thanksgiving??"dilemma. My friend, who has a tendency to make things more difficult than they should be, suggested that instead of cooking and watching football all day long like we originally planned that we should go to downtown Chicago and watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade. Apparently she likes to freeze and stand in crowds. Hmmmmmmmm, can you tell I am not a fan of crowds?? BUT I do think it would be an awesome experience for the kids...and she keeps telling me "you will get great pics for the blog"...sadly she doesn't realize I am on myspace more than my blog....when will she ever learn???

Need advice...

Ok...so as I have stated in my earlier blogs I am a Navy wife and being a Navy wife it means we move...a LOT. My husband recently left to Japan and I am still contemplating going with but I am not leaving any time soon. If we do go it will not be until next holiday season because that is when he will actually be in port long enough to help us get over there get housing get a car and get the kids into school. I moved to Germany by myself with 1 baby and pregnant with a 2nd not really willing to do that again....

So, now I am a single full time working mommy, well not really single but doing it alone, and my kids attend a private school about 40 minutes away and on the way I pass my work and think if only they went to school closer I would not have to drive by you right now and deal with all this crazy traffic. So we leave our house at 7 every morning and come home at 7 every night. Most of the time I get to spend with them is in the car. I don't get much time to sit and help with homework or play around. Then I find that there is a private school...same branch as the church/school that we/they attend like 2 minutes from my work. YAY! But here is the hard part...my son is in 4th grade and he has already been to like 5 schools...do I really want to move him again? And then if we go to Japan he is going to have to start another school!! That really sucks!! I am a Navy brat and I was in like 8 different elementary schools and it sucked! But at the same time we will only have 10 minute commute in the mornings and we will have more time to be with each other....suggestions??

The Beauty of Life

Over the weekend my grandfather had a stroke. He is 78 years old and he is a wonderful man. His wife, my father's stepmother, passed away 20 years ago and he has been miserable ever since. He never moved on and barely left his house after her death. He was in this horrible depression for the past 20 years. So, he had this stroke over the weekend and the hospital put him on life support. His wish was not to be placed on life support and if he passed to not resuscitate him. So yesterday we took him off life support and it seemed like he literally had this sigh of relief. It was this peaceful deep release. We sat around with him and talked to him and reminisced about the beauty of his life and his many children and grandchildren and great grandchildren. I kissed his head and told him how much I loved him and I told him it was ok he could let go and be with his wife and even in his comatose state he smiled. It was beautiful. He is still alive and fighting but it is only a matter of time. And what I find weird is that I am more happy for him than I am sad. Don't get me wrong I am sad for my loss...I love my grandpa but I know he has been miserable without his beautiful wife. Hopefully he will realize that we are ok and he can go and be with her....

Then this morning I got to see the other side of life...my friend Ana is 5 months pregnant. She is such a great person and is going to have the hard life of single mommy. So normally I or her sisters go to her doctor appointments with her. This morning my sons and I wake up extra early to go to her ultra sound. We see this tiny little human in her belly. His heart was beating a mile a minute. It was AWESOME! It made me think about how great it felt when I was pregnant. Their little kicks, Wake's butt sticking out of the front of my shirt. Yeah...he was butt sticker outter. It just made me realize how precious life is and how short out time on earth is.

So to sum up what I am thinking...in less than 24 hours I got to see the beauty of life anew and death. We have this beautiful little baby boy coming and my wonderful grandfather will finally be at peace with the woman he loves. How awesome is that!